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She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Saturday, December 15, 2001

blar...I still feel sick!!><
I went to Ilana's Batmitsvah.It was coll,cept the DJ sucked.I met my friend Sarah's friend she's known since she was a little kid (he was pretty cute,looked kinda like Curt Cobain w/ braces.).I found out Edgar Allen Poe and Paul Cézanne were born on my birthday(How very interesting)!!O_o
Well I'm leavin cause I need a nap.I leave you with your words of wisdom:
"...Their flocking..."

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